The Haruno Complex

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            A regular breakfast at the Haruno household; food eaten quickly amongst a number of japes and bad puns from Kizashi, Mebuki dutifully picking up the dishes afterward, and Sakura taking a hard cock in her pussy right afterward.  Mebuki had once delegated against her husband’s need to spoil their daughter, but Sakura – ever dutiful, ever proud and thorough – made up her mind to share the workload her aging mother troubled to keep up with.  Like men became more insatiable as they aged and women became less capable…

            Maybe she might’ve preferred Sakura to help around the house more with cleaning and cooking to attract a nice husband.  That Naruto seemed nicer and nicer with every accomplishment, but Sakura stubbornly stayed true for a traitor.  Oh, well, thought Mebuki, reaching around her husband as he wrecked their girl.  Maybe he would teach Sakura the value of a worthy man.

            Sakura chomped on her bottom lip to keep from screaming, though the tears would not stop building in the corners of her tightly-shut eyes.  Her dad was pounding her especially mercilessly today, even after a heavy night of sex.  She hadn’t even gotten all of him out of her yet!  Yet here he was, huffing and puffing and ready to blow her womb in.  She had never thought sex could be so tiring until her dad.  Naruto fucked her enough before him, but they always had to be quick and quiet lest they be found out.  And Naruto rarely had access to her in her daily life.  How often had Kizashi snuck in on her in the shower, or crawled into bed when she was half asleep?  She did what she could for her mother – who complained about aching hips and whatnot before Sakura took command of Kizashi – but even she had a limit.

            “I’m heading to the market after the dishes,” Mebuki chimed over her shoulder to her fornicating family.  “You’d better hurry up if you want to come too.”

            “Ha!” laughed the dad holding his daughter and roughly streaking their loins together.  “I’ll be coming sooner than that, my dear!”  A laugh was staggered by a groan as his balls tightened.

            “Not inside again,” warned their breathless daughter.  Her head shook in strong protest.  “Not again!”  But she was just pulled from the table to his hairy chest, her left leg elevated over his forearm, and her womb was filled.  She whined, but couldn’t bring herself to be mad.  It felt too good…

            Kizashi detangled from her, sighing and showing his durability by standing straight while she slumped onto the nearest chair.  Mebuki waved a finger at her gaping cunt.  “You’ll leave a mess if you sit there!  Go clean up!”

            Sakura rolled her eyes at her nagging mom and willed herself into motion.  Her pert bottom got a playful but loud smack from Kizashi, hurrying her along.  She held an arm across her chest and covered her butt, casting her jovial dad a scowl of displeasure.  Not that it would stop him from mounting her when she’d gone to bed if Mebuki – as usual – was too tired from the day.

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